Tis the season

As I stop and think about the season we are now in, I begin to feel the emptiness of what is going on
          around me.
   Shop, shop, shop for me me me.....even when we think it's for others. We do it to please, so others 
           will....think well of us.
Giving to someone who doesn't know us, to meet a need that cannot be filled.....and then not letting
           person know .......that is the true meaning of the season. Sacrificial giving.
Can I sacrifice myself for those I don't even know or those who don't even like me?  
               It's a thought that runs through my head

New story

I'm working on a new story.....coming soon

Autumn

The wind blows
                                the leaves
               all around                               swirling, whirling floating colors of
red,                           orange,            yellow,          brown
flying here and there...........................and everywhere
autumn's                            confetti!

the wonderful world of imagination and writing

Ah, I miss my blogs and am sorry to be so busy. School during the day and work at night has left me little time, but that will come to an end soon enough. Work has actually helped my imagination and given me some ideas for stories.
As a part-time night custodian at a local high school, occasionally I'm asked to clean a science room. The first time I did, I opened the door only to not find the light switch. As I wandered toward the other door, eerie thoughts came to mind when I heard certain noises coming from dimly lit glass containers. Hum...my mind said "haunted" and "by what"...thus a story in the making.
Having fun...be back soon!

summer's ending

Even though the heat prevails, summer is definitely winding down. Public school starts in less than two weeks, and my college classes start at the end of this month.
Fireflies are fast disappearing and the cicadias are noisey as ever. But, it has been a good summer!
May the months ahead be filled with new adventures, some challenges, making new friends, and remembering the good ones that I have already made.
Life is what we make it to be in many ways! I for one choose to make it as positive as possible to balance out those things that might be negative.
Love, Laugh, and Live!!!

disgusting annoyances

If human being are suppose to be evolving toward higher intellect and better examples, why do they still do stupid things. I do not like getting my mailbox bashed. Thank god it wasn't permenantly afixed in the ground. They merely put a big dent in it before it fell over.  It is just the idea that this is suppose to be someones idea of fun.  When I went out to set it up and knock the dent out of it, I looked around to see if any other boxes had been bashed in and mine was the only one.  Now my concern is what is going on. Usually in a neighborhood, when that happens, several boxes in a row get smashed.
I just don't want to be on anyone's hit list.  grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

The Worker

The IUSB campus is dedicating this next year to the worker. This is very interesting, as I myself have taken on a different job. Not teaching any more but actually becoming a physical laborer has given me interesting things to think about. Not that I have not had this type of a job in the past. It is just that going from what some would say a more intellectual job to a very physical job puts me in a perspective I have never seen till now.


Some of my students who were in summer school, saw me working as a custodian, and they did not know what to think. It was as if I had sunk below their expectations of what I should be. As I was dwelling on this, a thought came to my mind. What is so wrong for people in a “profession” doing manual labor? I looked up the word ‘profession’ and found it can mean, as Merriam Webster Dictionary explains it, “a principle calling, vocation, or employment.” Then it occurred to me that China had what they called the “Cultural Revolution.” Today that is an abhorrent term. Almost anyone who knows what happened believes it was taken to extremes. My thought has been this though; why not alternate ones intellectual or scientific profession with a bit of manual labor? It certainly puts a person on level ground with everyone else in the world. I am not saying give up that profession, but try something out of the comfort zone. People might think differently when they see what the majority of the population has to deal with and how it works. Could it, would it get rid of that attitude that thinks it is better because of job status? Ok, so it has taken me quite a few years and dollars to get my degree, and Joe on the garbage truck barely made it through high school. I know I would not want to be without the ‘Joes’ out there and haul my own garbage somewhere.

So here’s to the worker, the one who is working and making a difference somehow, somewhere.